Confesión de un pibe

I'm from a city in the interior, I was 15 years old and they were renovating my house. There was a rural mason, and I found myself alone because I attended high school in the afternoon. After a couple of days of chatting, he would come to me and tell me he thought I was gay and offered to see if I liked cock. He caught me that way, only the villagers know how, at the time it spread through the village where he lived (every now and then he'd invite me over to his house, and several friends would come) Now I'm 25, in a relationship for 10 years and married for five, and I still can't get rid of the habit of getting caught by rural masons, so every now and then I go to his house or another one and make them screw me as many times as possible that night.